Bless the Lord O My Soul

1 Bless the LORD, O my soul, And all that is within me, bless His holy name. 2 Bless the LORD, O my soul, And forget none of His benefits ; 3 Who pardons all your iniquities, Who heals all your diseases ; 4 Who redeems your life from the pit, Who crowns you with…

“Coward, Coward,” She Utters

Under a clear sky and a bright moon, In front of the Agave Azul with a friend, Guacamole with chips and a tipple was the intent. A conversation about life soon turns bleak. “Coward, coward,” she utters about herself. Irrigating eyes with every sentence, Recalling years of agony as a child and young woman, Life…

Stolen Purity to Remove Self-culpability

Self-culpability for this unforgettable deed, Safeguarding should have been heeded, An immediate life change, from this cowardly act proceeds. Shelter sentiments, fright inside to keep. An encounter with a friend who suffers the same hurt, Heeding her tribulations, tear from her eyes spurt. She says, pretense of dry eyes is becoming her forte, Memories of…

I Surrender All

I surrender all. I surrender all. God you have control of my life. God you know my heart. I am releasing all to you. My future is in your hand. I am going to allow you to do it your way. I am going to pray because you know what I want and see happen….

Ninety Days To a Better Me

90 days to a better me is not about losing weight or using some new diet. 90 days to a better me was about a time in my life when the manager I used to work for could not take
responsibilities for his actions. He lacks courage. He did what he could to try to instill trepidations in me. But I was well protected by the power of God. Their trepidations did not
work, everything backfired on them. 90 days they gave me, 90 days I had to a better me.I wrote this poem during the time I was going through this challenging time. I hope I am able to inspire or encourage you to stay in faith, no
matter what. Enjoy

What exactly is love?

What exactly is love? It is probably the most difficult questions for the actual mankind. Centuries have passed by, relationships have bloomed therefore has love. But there is no-one to give the proper meaning of love. To some Love is friendship set burning down for others Maybe love is similar to luck. You have to go completely to find it. It doesn’t matter how you define that or feel it, love may be the eternal truth in a history of mankind.

Love can be patient, love is form. It has no envy, nor it boasts itself which is never proud. It rejoices in the evil and is reality seeker. Love protects; preserves and hopes for your positive aspect of lifetime. Always stand steadfast within love, not fall engrossed. It is like the dream of your matter of devotion coming true. heart: what is loveLove can occur between some individuals. It bonds them and connects them in the unified link of believe in, intimacy and interdependence. It enhances the relationship and comforts the soul. Love should be experienced rather than just felt. The depth of love cannot be measured. Look at the relationship between a mother and a child. The mother loves the child unconditionally and it cannot be measured at all. A new dimension can be accomplished between any relationships using the magic of love. Love could be created. You just need to pay attention to the goodness of your lover. If this can be performed easily, then you can also love easily. And remember most of us have some positive factor in us, no issue how bad our acts maybe. And as God said Love all.



Crop circles? Do you believe they are Paranormal or are they the work of human pranksters. Do you believe they are made by extraterrestrial beings. Twenty-six countries have reported approximately ten thousand crop circles. I find crop circles very fascinating. I am not sure if they are created my human who are very good at arts or by extraterrestrial from a different planet. The one thing I do know is they are very interesting pieces of
art and I like looking at them and wonder how they were created. For this reason, I put these together for your enjoyment.

What is Love? Different types of love

What is Love? Different types of love

I wonder, what is love? just like many of you I fear love. Because of my lack of understanding about love, I took it upon myself for find out. You see, most of my life, I was not sure what love is. I do not remembered being love or maybe I just did not understand it. My relationships failed due to that lack of understanding. Today, I have a better understanding of love, but till searching and hoping to me my true love.There are many different types of love. However, there are four types of love that MUST be present at the same time in any marriage and love relationship to make a complete marriage. Please enjoy this video about love

Being a Black Man In America

Being a Black Man In America

There are many African-Americans who have made extraordinary achievements in their fields, including inventors such as George Washington Carver; activists like Malcolm X and Rosa Parks; athletes such as Willie Mays and Michael Jordan; and entertainers like Bessie Smith, Oprah Winfrey and president of The United States Barack Obama. However, Still today, black men can’t easily walk own the street in America. Just like Trayvon Martin story in America today.

JUST LIKE YOU -Dealing With Many Life Challenges

JUST LIKE YOU -Dealing With Many Life Challenges

Most of us realize that our own strength is not always enough to get through some of the situations that this life brings. At those difficult times, it is wise to call on God for extra strength and for His strength to help sustain you when your own strength fails. Strength is often needed during difficult times. Prayer for job loss and financial hardship and strength to deal with family issues. I have gone through my own battles during this challenging economic times. And each time I had to remind myself of the Deity and his miracles, I wrote this poem. “Just Like You” to let you know you are not alone in this battle. There are many of us struggling, all I can say is to stay in FAITH. I hope you enjoy the poem.

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